Moon Laugh
Jun 22
1 min read
Updated: 4 days ago
🌀 Spunky Mind Tricks
Places rhyme
Moon laughs
Moss caught the morning first.
Orchids clung to branches,
all elbows and perfume.
Roots floated through the air
like laundry with opinions.
The palms spoke Portuguese.
The moss answered in
an older language.
Nothing matched.
Everything rhymed.
Boats rocked like sleepy
spoons in a blue bowl.
Clouds drifted like loose
pages from the sky.
The bay kept breathing.
From the trees, the moon laughed
like this feeling had been
here before.
See you on the trail. 🐾
dirt first
everything else is a surprise
